Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao drifted in through the window and silently approached the bedside. As she observed Qinxiu's anguished expression, her gaze wandered for a mont, as though a realization had dawned upon her.
A spark of insight flashed through her mind.
Ah, no wonder Madam Guo'an had singled out Young Sir Qin at the palace banquet the last ti. Could it be that she had her eyes on this Fifth Young Sir Qin all along?
But that didn't quite add up either. The young lady tilted her head and pondered Madam Guo'an's disgraceful conduct during that event. It seed rather peculiar. What had she been doing with several Young Sir Qins? Was she not just gallivanting with this Fifth Young Sir Qin in her delusions?
This Madam Guo'an had no fear of losing an excessive amount of blood, did she? The young stoic couldn't help but purse her lips in disdain at the thought.
Suddenly, Fifth Young Sir Qin, lying on the bed, snapped his eyes open. They were filled with fury and despair.
When his gaze landed on the young stoic standing by his bedside, he was rendered montarily speechless. He blinked as if he believed his eyes were deceiving him, then forcibly widened them to confirm that the stoic-faced figure was indeed present, still fixated on him. In a hoarse voice, he pleaded, "Help ! Please!"
"One million spirit currency and a sprig of tearless grass," the young stoic stated matter-of-factly, showing no change in her expression. She spoke as if negotiating a transaction.
Fifth Young Sir Qin was taken aback for a mont but swiftly nodded, his eyes brimming with redness, indicating his desperation.
Qiao Mu responded with a nonchalant "Oh" before reaching out to pull him up from the bed. The dagger in her hand sliced through several ropes on his body with a certain roughness, showing no concern for whether he, without any cultivation, could endure her strength.
Qinxiu found it difficult to put into words how he felt. He had realized from the start that this stoic-faced individual was unfeeling and ruthless to the core.
Physician Chang had saved him back then because Physician Chang had pleaded with him relentlessly and even offered a substantial sum of money!
Qiao Mu lowered her head and glanced at the Fifth Young Sir before swaggering out with him in tow.
"You were drugged with eight different types of love potions last ti. Was it Guo'an who did that?" she inquired.
Fifth Young Sir Qin's expression reflected his discontent. As a man, being carried like a small chick in her arms was not just an affront to his 500-ter-long face; it was ntally taxing as well.
Furthermore, her bewildered expression was rather dazzling.
He found it hard to believe that Ling'ge hadn't revealed the truth about Madam Guo'an the last ti she treated him in the corridor. How could she omit ntioning Madam Guo'an's involvent?
It was apparent that she had simply forgotten, or perhaps she had never genuinely cared about saving him, the Fifth Young Sir Qin. After that incident, it seed she had promptly forgotten about him.
Observing his pursed lips and his silence, Qiao Mu decided not to press further with her questions.
At the end of the day, her association with the Qin Family was sowhat complicated. This Fifth Young Sir of the Qin Family was quite inept. If he possessed any capabilities, he might be just as troubleso as his Second Brother.
Even Qiao Mu found it exasperating to carry him.
Upon exiting the side room, she coincidentally crossed paths with Madam Guo'an.
Madam Guo'an was visibly nervous, her entire body trembling as she instinctively sought refuge behind the muscular man accompanying her.
Then, she realized her timorous reaction was sowhat absurd.
"Why are you here?" Madam Guo'an's voice pitched higher as she accused Qiao Mu of trespassing. "You're intruding, Qiao Mu."
Qiao Mu responded with a mocking sneer. "If you're not convinced, co and challenge !"
Madam Guo'an promptly took a few steps back.
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